a prolonged lamentation or mournful complaint.
The idea behind this piece is that self-pity or defeatist introspection blinds the writer from seeing the good in their life. Negativity is a choice, and the writer is someone who chooses to highlight everything wrong in the world, weaving a tale of woe that overlooks the gift of life and the many opportunities for gratitude. Negativity is a self-fulfilling prophecy; the more one dwells on it, the more it eclipses everything else, and the writer becomes blind. The haiku is a critique from the resting presence, looking out from above the blindfold and noting that all is not lost.